Lyrics:
in the game doing it like me
I’m surrounded by history
A legend in the making
K-Rino said homie that it’s
Mine for the taking
Can’t mess with
the bat boy
You stuck one toe in the water
I had ten down
Ass a how he was wiping at the end town
That nigga turned around and helped
Me build a corporation
Ignored by the masses, but loved by a few
A bearded man came up to Joe and said
I have a job for you
You see I'm part of the traveling circus in town
Times"
feelin like J.J., I'm standin in the food bank line
My momma was ridin on the bus tryna get to work
Early in the morn', it's cold and her knees hurt
niggas always say I’m a playa
Boss niggas in the games call it Pimpin
Put that hoe on some izm
She hit the blade
Guarantee she come with them digits
By
of my castle - Koopa
Dawg, I took a shot at the dark in the industry's sharks
That's surrounded by water - Cuba
I can make a Einstein's mind feel stupa'
a smile on my face
And the tricks of the ward
By moving my hips
Come in straight spitting facts
When I rap
Through my nicotine
Stained teeth
Run it back
Spalding
Trick, it's the infamous Macs from the I
Hit the switch, in the Lac, and go from low-to-high
Drive by, yeah G loves swamp rat and thug dumpin
games like I wrote
Got em snitching by they text
And These niggas really whipped
Got my check in advance
For real what they said
Cause I'm catching
a journalist, in the paper news
With the troop, came to dance
Money moves, like the Jews
I'm from the north of mtl, where you catch a cold as fast as you get a l
Sac-town, Southside og timer
Gangsta for real, I peel hoes like peelin' oranges
A warning
Don't run up on these crazy Californians
I'm on ya, like
fucking words, now I'm mad
Boy think I need a new girl who can kill me
Something in my head is wrong
Do you feel me? She just want the lifestyle
I let
spending all this money on these hoes, not me|Used to hump all week, in my ' computer love by roger trapman|If you see one of my immigrants, they looking
you're startin to piss me off, ha ha ha
Oh yesh y'all, Sugah he got that silky Southern drawl
Every tooth in my mouth, got gold on em' all
I'm 'eal
could touch that bitch
Shoes my Maurie, piss by the month, he cut shock shit
Anything from my hoes when I ask, I get it
In the Cadillac I kick it,
"Yo, what's up I'm Tamika Jones from 'Keep it Real' Magazine, and I'm
About to enter the minds of two of the most controversial rappers of
One
niggas
throw away glocks with a pocket full of rocks niggas
for leather Smith niggas
Niggas in the street
now add these niggas up
I'm 50 niggas deep
Yo, I
Thorough is the general
Although I sign checks
I'm hungrier than criminals
In the booth
I'm harder than facing the truth
Although I'm tight
I get loose
the rhymes and the cuts and
If I'm not mistaken makin two records mix
And certain deejays had a few dope tricks
If you asked to be on you would be their guest,
dissapearin' and shit I'm waitin' in the cold, what the
fuck is goin' on, when you get in give me a fuckin' call, alright?
When it comes to sex, I'm similar
When I get back from California I'm trynna hang out with you
I'm trynna fuck around with you
I'm trynna sip brown with you
I'm trynna drown in you
the fuck up, you gon listen to her story
Fell asleep broke, had a bag by the morning
Back to back in-calls bitch I’m finna buy a foreign
Had the hoe
my debut, they don't know how to react now
Crown me, I'm a king just like them boys ballin' in Sac-town
I can't back down now
Murdering instrumentals
on the fence
McMahon like I'm Vince
Run it up, sprints
Big blue hunnit prints
Side by side tints
Through this camera lens
Take that cost no budget
My jump-off
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